A blazing sun rises to its peak with the increasing noon day heat.
The din from the emerging crowd ascends the hill like a surging tide.
The sound of mournful weeping mingles with the soldiers mocking feat.
Cheers and jeers rise and fall while casting lots for his clothes to divide.

Embedded thorns gripped his brow to expose the bleeding flesh beneath.
The blood smeared stripes elongated the contorted flesh upon his back.
With all the cruelty of the day his painful bones scream out for relief.
His wounded body echoes with memories that won’t distract.

Head hangs low,
all strength is gone.
The weight of sin
on a cross of shame.

There was no other good enough to go through this place of shame.
He went to the cross, our sins to forgive and evil to defeat.
It was Christ’s blood alone that covered all my guilt and blame.
The scars I left will forever remain imprinted on his hands and feet.

No sight will you find as precious as my saviour saw today,
for this hill with a view revealed more than a price one man paid.
But the wonder of the sacrifice that was made, so lost souls can be saved.
Rejoice with me my child because this too, is the day the Lord has made.

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This presents a great visual look through words into what took place that day at the crucifixion. It gives a good portrayal of the energy spent when Jesus was crucified, and the power of God to open up the graves and allow dead people to walk the face of the earth again. Thomas